Tonight we’ll light a candle, dear, that we might dine in style,
What need for silver service when your eyes alone beguile,
How I delight the contrast of the rustic way and mood,
Your charms will lift my spirits and no longer will I brood.
The wine will flow between us; together we shall dream,
By candlelight that dances light that love may be our theme.
So let us light the candle then, until the candle dies,
Reflected dancing ripples in your blissful loving eyes.
Let us drink to your enchantment and celebrate mystique,
A mystery that shrouds you in a form that is unique,
The candle bright will cast its light where other light shall fail,
That I will know at journey’s end I found my Holy grail.
Tonight we light the candles, we exile light untrue,
For candlelight and wine are one as I am wed to you.
One night can never compensate for years of bitter rhyme,
Tonight’s recall of candlelight will last until the end of time.
Michael (Walsh) 12.10.13 quite_write@yahoo.co.uk